Galen Vassar sat on the grass looking out to the city. This was the last city of humanity, built underneath The Traveler. It was only an hour or two since he had arrived, he had spoken briefly to Commander Zavala, who had reminded him of his old drill sergeant. Except paler, and slightly more blue. Perhaps Commander Zavala had some sort of condition, Galen toyed with the thought. Since speaking with Commander Zavala, Galen went on a small shopping spree. He did his best to gather what he could, but all he ended up with was a simple belt, a combat knife, paracord, small notebook and pen, a watch, and finally a flashlight. 

He looked to The Traveler. He had never seen him before, only hearing of the legendary sphere, and there he floated. Dead? Alive? In a coma or merely a hibernation? Galen then looked down at his assorted equipment, laid on top of a small bag that one of the vendors had given him. He felt both armored and naked in his current armor. Lightmail, his Ghost called it. It was thin, and didn't offer much protection, and the others that he had walked by looked stunning. In flowing robes, heavy armor, or hidden under masterfully made cloaks. They looked impressive, Galen looked less impressive. They carried colorful and magnificent weapons with an air of power surrounding them. Galen carried simple weapons. A Khvostov, a simple steel grey Duke Mk.21 revolver, and a Jester SA/2 rocket launcher. He felt lost, unsure of what to do.

[b]"What a strange assortment of things you have gathered."[/b] A voice surprised him, it belonged to his Ghost, Cryptid, who was now floating next to him. [b]"What do you intend to do with these?"[/b] She spoke.
Galen cleared his throat. [b]"Well... The first thing, the knife, is useful in a lot of ways. Uh, stabbing things for one. Also useful for utility, if I need to cut wires or open a panel. The rope, I can use to tie things together, or maybe tie a prisoner up. The watch is useful for timing, and the notebook and pen for jotting down notes. And the uh, flashlight is for light."[/b]
[b]"You don't need the light-thing, I can provide light."[/b]
[b]"I like having my own source of light, but I'll keep that in mind."[/b] Galen reassured,
[b]"Also, I have two messages for you!"[/b] She cheerily said,
[b]"Eh?"[/b] Galen rose an eyebrow. Cryptid then played the first message.

[i][b]"Guardian Vassar. You may not know yet, but The City has been attacked numerous times over the last month. The aggressors are a new Fallen clan that calls themselves the House of Blight. Since their first appearance, their strength has only grown, their weapons, armor, and tactics evolve at a pace that suggests that an outside force is assisting them.
You will be going to the Exclusion Zone, a very dangerous place here on Earth. The Fallen located here are said to be more aggressive, violent, and skilled than the typical Fallen you would encounter. An experienced Guardian will be leading you and a team of others into this Zone... I realize that you are young, and new to this world, but I know that you will do well. Meet your team at the lower level hanger, your ship will be an IPF-D77. I will send additional information when the entire team is gathered."[/b][/i]

Galen scratched his head, [b]"The Fallen are those four armed bastards right?"[/b]
[b]"Correct."[/b]
[b]"The second message?"[/b]
[b]"It is a message from Commander Zavala, it says that there is a package waiting for you inside of the changing and locker rooms. Should I lead you there?"[/b]

Galen gathered his things and got up, nodding. Cryptid then started to float away, with Galen in tow. In a short amount of time, they arrived at the locker rooms, finding a large crate with his name stamped on it. [b]"Huh. Guess this is mine."[/b] The Guardian muttered, he opened it, revealing a very fancy set of armor. He grinned.
[b]"That is a set of Spearhead Type 0."[/b] Cryptid informed him. Galen spent the next couple of moments getting that armor on, and fitting all of his equipment onto his belt, and then putting his belt on.
[b]"Well this suit is pretty comfortable."[/b] He commented, [b]"Let's get to the hanger, lead on."[/b]

Several moments later, he walked into the hanger, noting that several other people had already shown up. Galen stayed quiet, opting to merely walk up and stand next to them, he noted that Cryptid promptly disappeared. Kind of a shy one.